Today was a beautiful rainy day. I know that most people may think that this statement is an oxymoron; however, after a very dry spring, rain is a welcome sight. It has also been unusually cool and today was no exception.
One of my favorite things to do on a cool, rainy day is to sit in the sunroom and watch the raindrops gently falling on the pond. This makes me think of one of my favorite artist, Claude Monet. His series of paintings called water lilies are probably some of the most beautiful paintings I have ever seen.
I am not an artist. I can't even begin to create a beautiful painting, but I do recognize beauty when I see it; and today when the rain subsided, that is exactly what I saw.
Many of Monet's paintings depicted his flower garden at Giverny. I have never been there, however I know it must have been beautiful to inspire such amazing works of art.
I feel as though I have my own Giverny of sorts. Mine does not sit on the banks of the Seine in France. Mine sits in the middle of the piedmont in North Carolina.
And I am sure that I enjoy my Giverny just as much as Monet enjoyed his.
I must admit, however, that as much as I love the lilies in our pond.....John hates them. Everyone who fishes here curses them. Many a fishing line have become victim to their clutches. Quite often, people give advice on how to rid the pond of these nuisances. As for me....they are part of my Giverny and I will protect them for as long as I have breath.